Leucha

Doesn't matter what you face, will it let you feel, the balm of better days, nights turning cool, beneath the trees, hot seasons coming soon, can you control the maze, the rivers release, in what you have to say, blue air melts in June, Our Lady knows your ways, where love gets tuned, solace contained, within last night's ease, streets you walk all day, the path of hidden pain, is constant as a reel, sleeping while awake, sometimes to kneel.